No Hook 11 (feat. VEO June)

They told me they scared for me
Why, bitch, I got homies that'll go cross your head for me
Lil' homie bit the hand that always fed him, he dead to me
He know he can never take back what he said to me
Ain't no he say or she say, it was read to me
Look, how could you stab me in my back
Put drugs up in the trap and put the hustle in your lap
When them bitches came and went, I let you cry, let you vent
And never judged when you went back
How quick they forget
Hope you know that karma slick as a bitch
All the nights I had to get you a lyft
When they ain't got shit of they own and they need you
Watch how friendly they get
Acting happy, but they really be sick
I hope you hear me, lil' bitch
I did time with Murdaa, ain't asked for a dollar back
Hope he know I got his back, loyalty I honor that
Anytime he say he needed bread, I told him Roger that
Called some people for some help but, never got a holler back
The connection between pussy and power
For pussy, I seen blood turn sour
If they ever disrespect me, have them pushing up flowers
Risk it all by any means, we gon' protect what was ours
And they know we really
Stand on all ten and let the streets feel it
And tell them porch niggas don't get in street business
You a hothead, I got hotheads come feel the heat difference
We really pop lead and drop heads we see him, he finish
They know I play for the win
When the fuck did all this hating begin
It was loving, and then that shit took a spin
Aint gotta watch out for your opps You gotta watch for your friends
Cause they might really want your spot but still be calling you twin
With that lil' envious grin
That's why you never wait
They say their lil' jokes, you feel the hate you better set em straight
A snake will shed his skin just so he could be a bigger snake
Don't matter if we all eating that nigga want the bigger plate
Too impatient to sit and wait
Cause I go all in, stay in my lane and get it
I hope all my dawgs win for the gang and say we did it
They know I got it
You niggas rather dick ride your potnas and hold their pockets
And I ain't never fit in with them niggas I'm over solid
And I ain't never did nothing with you niggas, you niggas sloppy
When homie went and hit one of them niggas he told about it
And he might go and put his right hand on the holy Bible
Because it got him
A little piece of mind

Forever get my lit back that shit stamped it's in the making
I told P to play his part that nigga folded, he couldn't face me
You my dog just be my dog if we bump heads bih don't do snake me
We ain't kin, but that's my kin aye fuck some blood we mud related
Told me right my wrongs, I told'em english ain't my strong subject
But I can count a check up, got my check up now they all checking
Feezy told me watch they actions fuck they word, a small lesson
Pork up on his fork, don't fuck with Pigs no we don't answer questions
Who do I call when no one listen
When I'm writing, that's when I'm vending
Trust this pen, a solid friendship
Better get him before you miss him
And it's better on this side I watched her lose some that was different
Normally I'd guide her on that trip, but I was tripping
Still I wish you well up on your journey
Still I wish you peace, but I'm still learning
Pride got in the way of that little bridge then it went burning
A normal situation led to tears and mama's mourning
Crazy work
Tried to hurt me with your lies
I'll kill you with my truth
And I can't stand to see you move like this, The fuck got into you
I had to separate myself i'm trying to see a different view
I kept it solid on my end but we can't speak the same for you
We all got a story i'm just trying to make the best of mine
Loyalty over love, nigga we done been through worse times
Allah i just needed to be with me Through this rocky time
Once upon a time, ran out of time right at that
Heard he got a bag up on his head that's why them killers out
Bro was moving sour ain't shit sweet, they had to patch him out
No love in these streets I told my brothers take that safer route
Niggas out here desperate for a bag don't make us slime you out
Yeah, I used to thug with that little bitch but she ungrateful
How the fuck is off the love when you around here countin' favors
Bread and butter
Tell them people no then you find out who really for ya
All my niggas really loyal
Yeah, I keep a stepper for ya
I told Fee don't argue with no bitch cause I'll tussle for ya
Death befor dishonor Where's your honor put my youngin' on ya
Niggas weak as fuck they just be speaking but ain't saying nothing
my lil lords really on that time they ain't sparing nothing
And my bitch'll punch you if I tell her to
It's wicked on this side a real demon you gone step on who